In the Blink of Prose

Torn

Confused. That's how I feel right now.

It's weird how I see both the day and night whenever you're near.

You take my light away so easily, not even wondering how I'd feel when you leave me alone in the dark for a very long time.

My friends said I should stop this. I tried, really. But it's like you know the time when I'd give you up. Because you'd come knocking on my door, saying the right words. In just a blink of an eye, I'd forgive you and move on.

But it's funny how the cycle never stops. We'd be happy, then fight over something, you leave me, and I cry my heart out in despair, just when I thought you'd never come back- you'd come back, we say we're sorry, and the cycle goes again.

It's hard, you know? I want to stay because I know what we have could still work. As long as it's you, I'd swallow my pride and crawl into your arms. But at the same time, I want to leave the door and run away from this chapter of my life.

You dry my tears and make it pour

You show me love and give me war

I guess what they say is true. The beginning felt beautiful, but when time slowly drifts a couple apart, the pages of our book will end in a tragedy.

I don't know what to do, really. But all I know, right now, baby... I'm torn.